Lyrics:
out Richard Simmons through loss, i can realize what was given
They wont let me in the building, im buying it then
And im kicking out all the tenants
(Back in the 70's, it was all about drugs..)
Tie my arm up at night between shows
Takin soda tops off of soda pops
I used to be up all night in
you work
Looks like the table's turned
Did you wanna tap out
My theory's been confirmed
I can tell by the sound
You wanna take a break
'Cause I took
in the house
Pat Bain's in the house
Richard Consen's in the house
Good night Amsterdamn
Now I want you all to break this down
To all the girls
Richard Fagan/Joe Collins, Of Music, Inc (ASCAP/Life's A Pitch/Joe Collins Music (ASCAP)/Foray Music administered by EMI Music (SESAC)
Hey hoe come
so nice
She 100, the first day we met she let me fuck all night
Ah-ah-ah, work
Do the work baby do the work
Tonight baby do the work baby do
all my work (all my work)
They'd put your motherfuckin' brains on the curb (on the curb)
I ain't do it personally, but this shit still my word (yeah)
'you know a wise man once said, never judge a book by its cover, always read the whole thing in the bloody book shop and then decide if you wish
Bitch I'ma boss up till I fall down
Y'all rappers acting like doll clowns
I'm back again and so accurate
I been on dial need calls now
Fed up with
right by my side
I got the gat, killin' bright through the night
No hate though
Just fuckin' hate speech
Had a threesome with three
No shit, Sherlock,
get up)
I gotta catch that train by midnight for the
Night work, gotta do the night work
Punch that clock and break all the numbers
Night work
naughter
An angel by the day but at night she a warrior
That's the typa bitch that for sure deserve attention
I don't even know my exes don't you tell me
feel like I might know
I feel like I might know
That we might be alone
Richard, I can't make sense of it all
Whether letters from the government
(Dr. Richard Peddicord)
My mama told me when I was born
She said the city is gonna be your soil
Raise all eight children
Work all your life
Pray you
shit for my bros
Trying to bring the trophies back home
Elliot is all on my choker
Yeah this shit is all that I know
So I will turn up a little more this
a monster)
I can't address all the issues I'm dealin' with
I'm goin' bonkers (goin' brazy)
You not meetin' up to my criteria
I'm not responsive (I'm not
next?
Allo Gov!
Ah meet the Wizard of Song
Y'all under his spell yet?
His body is long
It's Brayden Elliot
Half his band is here
You probably noticed
One
sleeping in silence
I find comfort knowing y'all don't make a peep fuck a siren
As I'm speeding right by em
My flow so poseidon
They gon need to just wait
untouchable who can stop our grind
We are leading the way niggas get in line
Freestyles at night that's how it all started
Then I saw throught y'all niggas like
in primal fear
It's like they Richard Gere
Tick tock
Time be goin by
Just check the wrist watch
Fire in my eyes
And in yo bitch crotch
I can't
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
good girl from a bitch
Pass me by I dry my eyes roll up in 64s drift away on these Nintendo's
Every single night I have dreams about Nintendo's
The way I
he probably just couldn't
Let me sneak into your life, like a thief in the night
Lick your body all over and squeeze you real tight
Nibble all over
I'm moon walking on these beats
And leave the mic dead like Jackson
I had to take my shot
Opportunities get assassinated
I'm so immune to all
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